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Pain and Toil are Over Now

Author: Cecil Frances Alexander Hymnal: Hymns and Devotions for Daily Worship #127c (2024) Meter: 7.7.7.7.7.7 Lyrics: 1. Pain and toil are over now; Bring the spice and being the myrrh; Fold the limb and bind the brow In the rich man's sepulchre; Far within the garden gloom, Leave him in his new-made tomb. 2. Sin has bruised the Victor's heel; Roll the stone and guard it well; Bring the Roman's dreaded seal; Bring his staunchest sentinel; Death and Hell shall hold their prey Only till tomorrow's ray. 3. Doubt ye how corruption cold Has not pow'r to chain its God, How the chill grave cannot hold Him beneath its silent sod, Prest with heavy measured tread? Thus you watch the buried dead. 4. We, till breaks the morning light, With an earnest purpose come, Watching all this solemn night By our Savior’s lowly tomb, Thinking we are buried too; We must live with him anew. 5. In the fresh baptismal tide, When our early walk was dim, When our evil nature died, We were buried deep with him; We must live like souls new-born, Eager for a brighter morn. Topics: Lent; Holy Week Saturday Vigil Scripture: Luke 23:55-56 Languages: English Tune Title: REDHEAD 76

Pain and toil are over now

Hymnal: Hymnal #91 (1871) Lyrics: 1 Pain and toil are over now; Bring the spice and bring the myrrh, Fold the limb and bind the brow, In the rich man's sepulchre. 2 Sin has bruised the Victor's heel, Roll the stone and guard it well; Bring the Roman's boasted seal, Bring his boldest sentinel. 3 yet the morning's purple ray Shall present a glorious sight, Stone by earthquake roll'd away, Angel guards all robed in white. Topics: Easter Even Languages: English

Pain and toil are over now

Author: Cecil F. Alexander Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9718 Meter: 7.7.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Pain and toil are over now; Bring the spice and bring the myrrh, Fold the limb and bind the brow, In the rich man’s sepulcher. 2 Sin has bruised the Victor’s heel; Roll the stone and guard it well; Bring the Roman’s boasted seal, Bring his boldest sentinel. 3 Yet the morning’s purple ray Shall present a glorious sight, Stone by earthquake rolled away, Angel guards all robed in white. Languages: English Tune Title: PRUEN